Chapter 87
AIDAN
Shouldn’t I have been ecstatic that Nadia and Tara were finally coming to Attica pack, where I most wanted them to be, even if this journey was only temporary?
No arguments…I was. I was happy for this development, but dread coilled itself around my neck more than joy, making me question if this was the right time, or if once again, lace was right, and I had dug a grave for myself that I couldn’t get out of.
I hadn’t entirely been honest with myself, and neither have I been one hundred percent honest with Tara, My briefcase stared at me, and so did all the evidence from my attempt to change the hands of fate.
Documents for a new diner in Attica pack with keys I had intended to give Tara, documents with Nadia’s name, admitting her as a pupil in Attica’s most prestigious institution, a new home for them, and subsequently, for us, and even more incriminating information that I couldn’t dare name,
These should have been a thing of joy and pride to share with Tara, but I’d gone and done them behind their hacks, it felt like betrayal around my neck.
Why?
Memories of my parent’s love story fought their way to the front of my mind, replaying more in the last few days than I had allowed it to for years following my mother’s tragic passing..
I couldn’t even call it a love story. Comical.
My father pushed her away, the same way he pushed every other person in his life away, sabotaging himself. He kept my Mama at arm’s length, plunging her into terrible depression, to the point that he didn’t know until two days after she drove herself off a cliff that she was dead,
I almost did the same thing with my mate, Tara, when I pushed her away the first time to protect her, and 1 didn’t want a repeat of that. I wanted my family to be as close to me as possible, but I feared that the route I was taking was similar to what my father did–self–sabotaging–
With a deep sigh
that mirrored the turmoil going on within me, I closed the briefcase. Maybe I should allow Tara to decide on her own if she wants to come back to Attica Pack or not.
Preparations for the three of us to fly to Attica pack had already been finalized, and by the end of the week, we were crossing the border to Attica pack, where it all began, and Tara’s fingers dug into my skin, almost to the breaking point with how nervous she was.
whirlwind
She must have been so caught up in the whirlwind of emotions surrounding her arrival back here that she didn’t see through me. I tried to be as present: for her as I could, letting her go through all of this at her own pace. If she needed to take her anxiety off on me, I’d be that outlet for Tara.
I had arranged one of my homes for them right at the entrance of the pack slice Tara needed a moment to collect herself and mentally adjust to her old environment before we would attend to why we were here.
Nadia, on the other hand, was excited about seeing the new place, and I took that as a sigh. I planned to show her as much of our pack as possible, and
knows if her falling in love with Attica pack would just be the catalyst we needed.
1 parked the car in the driveway and proceeded to retrieve their bags from the trunk while Tara stayed glued to the side of the car, most likely second- guessing her decision to come back to the pack where she was disowned, betrayed, attacked, and left for dead
My protective instincts kicked in, and I sought to shield Tara and nur daughter from any of that from ever repeating itself, starting with that piece of green mamba, Kayla.
Only the thought of her name and how she had successfully manipulated the lot of us made me want to throw a fist at a brick.
I led a bubbly Nadia who could barely keep her excitement in check and a fidgeting Tara to the elevator and hit the floor.
This wasn’t the ideal place to talk Tara through this, so I settled on other lighter topics.
“This house is farther from the main pack and your old home, so in should give you some privacy to think over your decision and make
I watched her initially distant eyes settle on me and slowly return to the present, and I found myself ansiling
That was the thing with my Tara. All you had to do was talk to her.
Then talk to her, idiot, a voice snapped in my head, but I pushed it away. Again, not the time.
| went on nim that I had her attention.
ke your next move
“I’ll arrange a car and a driver to take you wherever you would want to go when I’m not here because I’d be taking the opportunity to catch up on work. I’ll give you my locations, so just call me when you need me, okay?”
We hadn 1 yet discussed living together in the same building, and now when Tara was confronting her past would be the worst time to care about my
Tara nodded.
“We’re here.” I announced on reaching our floor, leading them inside. “I hope the minimal furnishings of my getaway penthouse doesnt make Attica feel like home.”
iling for the first time in over twenty minutes. “It’s perfect, Aidan.”
Tata shook her head, smiling
“Can I ace my reum,” Nadia beamed, flashing those eyes similar to her mom’s that had me in a chokehold
Turning to Tara to make sure s
she’d be okay with my absence for a few minutes while I got Nadia settled, she nodded.
11l be right back,” I muttered, placing some bags on the floor and leading Nadia away.
Taking her to the smaller of the three rooms, I watched as
little girl flew to the moon and back.
“Do you like it?” I asked, and her eyebrows shat up to her hairline.
“I love it! Thank you. Will you show me your favorite places here and where you first met Mommy? She said this is you two’s home pack where you first met each other.”
A smile graced my face at the thought that Tara shared something so simple about us with Nadia, so my nod wasn’t thought of
Maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea after all.
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